“Happy are the merciful,
since they will be shown mercy.”
“Shown mercy.”
Earned: Mercy shown.
Do we really need to be shown mercy?
a question internationally bemoaned.
Indeed!… Which of us truly can say
“Never am I wrong?”
Tossing out rude thoughts loud to heaven as golden rain
while fleeing from you companionable friendships
in willing compromise gained
since arrogance breeds no HOV lanes
to wiz through with pals
to anywhere
in joy.
Rather, with nostril’s flared
pointed high
to intensify
a sneering downcast eye
it’ll be near impossible
to eliminate intense rapport strain
inflicting
utmost physiological pain
if
impatiently
inclined
to gloss over
vicious words spit freely
frequently
in arrant distain
of subservient brains.
That is…
if not transgressing against
ones merciful
imitating a Father wonderful
who day-to-day shows
his faithful children
how not
to live life
making worship of him
sadly,
in vain.
ITH & SB 